บททั้งหมดของ HIS DARK SECRET : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Clara’s POVThe next morning I could not sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those cold, bloodshot eyes of his and felt the phantom pressure of his hand around my throat. The sun peeking through the expensive silk curtains of my new room felt like a cruel joke. I smoothed out my uniform. The fabric was crisp and stiff, smelling of starch and industrial lavender. Looking in the mirror, I didn't recognize the girl staring back. I looked like a professional maid, but I felt like a lamb that had accidentally wandered into a lion’s den.Stepping into the main hallway of the villa felt like walking onto a battlefield. The house was suffocatingly quiet—the kind of silence that happens right before a storm breaks. I made my way to the kitchen,my footsteps echoing too loudly on the floor. My task was simple: make his coffee and wait.But the moment I entered the kitchen, He was already there. he was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, bathed in the morning light. He looked s

Clara’s POVThe weight of the brown envelope in my bag felt like a lead brick. Inside were the investment documents Kiran had handed me—the "bait" for the trap he was setting. My heart hammered against my ribs as I walked toward the bus stop, every shadow on the street looking like one of Mrs. Victoria’s spies.I looked at my hand. The red mark from the tea had faded into a dull ache, but the memory of Kiran’s cold, dark smile stayed fresh in my mind. He called me a "rat," but today, I felt more like a ghost—haunting a life that wasn't mine.I can do this, I whispered, clutching the strap of my bag. Just give her the papers. Take the fakes. Get back to the valley.But as the bus pulled up to the stop near Mrs. Victoria’s neighborhood, my stomach did a nervous flip. Kiran was a storm—loud, terrifying, and unpredictable. But Victoria was a spider; she sat perfectly still and waited for you to get stuck in her web. If she realized I was working with Kiran, she wouldn't just fire

Clara’s POV I couldn’t move. Even after his words settled into the silence, I still couldn’t move. You’re mine already. The sentence echoed in my head, sharp and suffocating, like something closing in around me. My fingers tightened around the edge of the counter, the cold surface grounding me as I tried to steady my breathing. His hand was still at the back of my neck, his thumb resting just below my jaw. Controlling. “Kiran…” My voice came out softer than I intended. “This isn’t right.” I whispered For a moment, he didn’t respond. Then his thumb shifted slightly, brushing my skin in a way that made my breath hitch. “it isn’t Right?” he repeated quietly. his voice dangerously low. I swallowed. “You think anything about this situation is right?” he said gently. I didn’t answer immediately, because he wasn’t wrong. Nothing about this was right. Not this house, not this marriage, not the way I had been dragged into a life I never asked for. But that didn’t mean

Kiran’s POVThe car was quiet, but not in a way that brought peace.It was the kind of silence that waited… stretched… until someone broke it.Sienna never liked silence.I kept my eyes on the road, my hands steady on the steering wheel, my expression unreadable.Beside me, I could feel her watching.Then she moved Slowly. Her hand slid onto my arm, her fingers curling slightly as she leaned closer, her perfume filling the space between us.“You’ve become more handsome,” she said softly, her voice almost teasing.I didn’t react or look at her.“Aren’t you curious about the gift I told you I brought?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she studied my face.My grip on the steering wheel tightened a little.“What is it?” I asked flatly.Her lips curved into a small smile as she reached for her handbag, opening it carefully. She searched inside for a moment before pulling something out. Then she held it up.“Here it is,” she said, smiling.My gaze shifted briefly. A small packet.I